Since I’ve been back home-
I guess since Tuesday, or Weds or Thursday,
of last week- my sleep has been slowly improving.
This makes my husband very happy.
Although, I have been smoking
cigarettes, much worse than ever.
That is highly upsetting to him.
I try to explain that, no its not forever,
that i am trying to readjust to
the beauty which is
That I am trying to cope,
with a hypo-manic stroke of luck-
a mild mania or mixed state,
It was not great, to have yet
even if it was a smaller one.
My doctor says even though I have
been having more episodes than usual the past
2 years- that they all have been mild,
She sees that as a vast improvement.
It’s funny-in the strangest sense-
how many new people I met,
and how many did not really realize,
that something was a bit off with me.
The only ones who knew for sure,
were my husband-who i became paranoid of-
and my doctor-because she’s good
at her job and some sort of pro
at deciphering the Madness.
My sleep is getting better.
I am feeling much more relaxed.
All of which is good.
I’ve been in plans for leading
an Artist Talk-Art therapy workshop,
later this month,
We have been planning it at least 3 or 4 months.
The open art therapy studio and I.
I was kind of frightened I may,
have some sort of episode
and make an ass, of myself.
Now that I have had a shorter and milder
episode, all my meds were basically increased
so that means, I do not have to fear,
another episode for a while.